Sunday, December 30, 2007

Applications Galore

I've begun 15 online applications for school districts all up and down the north shore, as well as into the northwest suburbs. Jesus Christ.
I've got to go back into each of them and answer all the short-essay questions. This is gonna take HOURS.
Fuck me, Grayslake has about a DOZEN short answer-essay questions! It's not even, IMO, that fabulous of a school district!!

Saturday, December 29, 2007

Pet sitting

I really wish this dog would STOP LICKING ME.

God, if ever there was a cure for the temporary insanity had about possibly wanting a small dog, this is it. Dog wanted to take his biscuit and eat it outside. Okay, fine, freeze your ass off, crazy.

Boof. I'm tired and feel lazy. Need to go to the gym this afternoon after I meet with my friend.

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Apply Now!

Well, I just applied to the long term sub position my friend told me about at Uber North Shore High School District XX.
We'll see what happens!

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Doctor Who

*screams and runs about*
Oh, please, Holy You Tube, bring forth out of your virgin manger a pirate copy of Voyage of the Damned....AAaaaaAAAaaaamen!!!

Sunday, December 23, 2007

I found a new blog

And yummy! I was googling for a suitable ginger cookie recipe and found this place.

Extremely Ginger

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Brit tv/cinema

Dude, British tv/cinema cracks me up. You see all these actors and actresses popping up in shows you like.
For instance, the guy who plays Owen (?) in Torchwood was just on an episode of Inspector Lynley Mysteries I just watched....along with the guy who plays evil Sir Guy in Robin Hood. HA HA HA HA HA HAAAA!
And how I have - FUCKING SWEET - sorry, I just got distracted by stuff Rodney Yee is doing. Yes, I have a new yoga intermediate video of Rodney Yee's. SWEET. Doing inversions and crap.
I am SO GLAD to be done with student teaching so I can finally get my fat(ter) ass back into the gym and yoga. Oh god, how I have missed yoga.

Friday, December 21, 2007


Three episodes this coming season will have ROSE BACK!!

Not to ruin anybody's opinion...

But I did get my tattoo. I don't think I mentioned it around here yet.
Got it this past Tuesday. Took freaking FOUR hours. I was ready to hit somebody by the end of it.
It's still in the process of healing. Some flaking of the skin will be going on.


Just wanted to say "sorry" about my horrid lack of approving comments of late! I kept meaning to, but have been running about like crazy.

Ay ay ay!

Will be so glad to just sit down and get some REST this coming week (I hope). I have my xmas shopping done for the most part.

Still need to finish baking cookies and crocheting a freaking huge afghan for my mother.


Monday, December 17, 2007


This article cracks me up.

Be it resolved: More sex in 2008
Sex & Relationships | Remove factors from your life that contribute to diminished drive, such as bad nutrition habits, lack of sleep and stress

So, sex is healthy (assuming you're not fucking someone whose genitalia are about to drop off from some gross disease) and we should have more of it?

GREAT! Sign me up!

Oh, that's right: I think most guys are childish idiots.

Is it just me, or would legalized prostitution really be a god-send? Come on, the government is always wanting tax money. They could tax the bejesus out of this, and no one would complain. Set up a nice little place, keep it clean, make sure everyone's got their rabies shots in order - dude, what's not to love?

And think about it: we could really have sex-ed classes! No more learning from cheesey pornos or grainy amateur videos! Take Sex Positions 101 Class once a week for two hours for 16 weeks. Tuition only $2,000! No partner? No problem! Select a stud from the house stables! (Please note, I want full equality here: we ladies should have a fine assortment to select from as well!)

You may think I'm being a little Swiftian here, but actually, I don't see why we don't legalize the oldest profession in the world. Morals schmorals. Give people a safe and professional standardized outlet for some of these urges, I say. It's not going to increase cheating - - that stuff happens already regardless.

I could use some SexEd 101. It's been...a while. *ponders* Feb 1....2004? I think? Maybe? Oh hell, I can barely remember. Every time I try to imagine myself engaging in that activity, I practically start laughing. I look ridiculous in my own mind. This does not bode well for ending my trip through the love-desert.

That and the fact that I've seen far too many fucked up relationships. Who needs it! (Ah, but see, those legalized institutions would clear all that up in a jiffy! No muss, no fuss. No relationships! Just a matter of business!)

Lost Causes

Boy, I can tell what is going to bust my chops as a teacher. When kids (AND their parents) make a big fuss about setting up a time to meet with you to get extra help because they - wah wah wah have ADHD - and then don't fucking show up.
This may be completely un-PC of me, but I think a lot of this ADD and ADHD is made up - just people looking for an excuse for Susie or Timmy to get special treatment when they're just fuck-all LAZY.
So, this kid was supposed to come in this morning for help reviewing for the final. I had confirmed with him TWICE last week. Does he show up? No. I ask him where he was during class, he's like "Oh, no, it was this afternoon, not the morning." Ok, whatever.
So I wait this afternoon for twenty minutes. He doesn't show. Idiot. You flunk my final and I am NOT going to feel sorry for you. In fact, I sort of hope you fail it. Punk.
I know of at least two kids who are going to bomb the final for sure, though. In the morning class, it's the kid who has been excessively absent (and his parents yank him out for vacation, too - smart move) and hasn't handed in jack shit. In the afternoon honors class, there's one kid who's just fucked around and been generally obnoxious in class, asking off-topic questions all the time. His mom is a headcase, too. She thinks her darling boy shouldn't have to take the final until he can get his test scores up.
Same kid is not doing well in Honors Biology either. It sounds like both science and English teachers would be relieved to put the kibosh on him continuing with honors next year. Honestly, the kid just doesn't have the requisite study skills or attitude.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

You'd better lay your money dooooown...

I went to the store and actually bought a Vogue magazine.
Normally - NO. Never. I mean, how the fuck does a magazine full of stick-thin glassy-eyed heroin-sheik twits appeal to me? Answer: it doesn't.
That said: it had Penelope Cruz on the cover. I DIG Penelope Cruz. Dude, if I were a lesbian, she'd totally be it. PC is the shiznit. I love the Almovodar movies she's in. She hasn't gotten anything but shit in American cinema (Captain Corelli's Mandolin? Puh-lease.)
AND...well, they totally went Espana in the photoshoots of her. They had MATADORS. *drools* Okay, fucking HOT matadors - like real ones - with tight asses in those ridiculously tight matador pants. (Wait a minute, is this where we got "gaucho pants" from, too...?) Holy crap. Rowr. I held one page up and just stared at this guy's butt for a minute. It was that good.
Hysterical, too. One of the quotes they pulled out on the page is this:
"Spanish bullfighter heartthrob Cayetano Rivera Ordonez, who has a cameo in Manolete, says his sole role in the forthcoming film was 'to flirt with Penelope. And, well, that doesn't require much acting.'"
MMmmMMMMmmmmMMMMMmmmmm Ordonez

FIN (almost)

Still have two more days of the Great Cathol School, however.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Holee fuck

I have been baking cookies since the minute I got in the door from school. And I STILL HAVE TO WRITE UP THE FINAL EXAM BY TOMORROW MORNING. FUCKITY FUCK FUCK FUCK.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Three More Days

Just that much more.
And then I won't have to look at these crazy religious banner filled hallways.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007


I made a batch of peanut brittle tonight. I should go see if it's fully set. I used the recipe right on the back of the raw peanuts package. Mmmeh. I like Alton Brown's recipe better. It's a little tricker - seriously, you have to slam that shit out of the pot and onto a silpat mat QUICK or you are going to have rock hard shit in that pan - but it sets better.
Peanut Brittle. It is SO easy to make, people. Try it and you will never get the shit from the store. I never even liked the shit until I made it. Yum-ee. Put a teaspon or so of cayenne pepper in it too, makes the mouth HAPPY.

School's out!

It's an ICE DAY (not a snow day). I was able to fitfully sleep a little more today. I kinda feel hungover right now, although there was seriously no alcohol involved. I just sleep crappy.

Have a stack of fucking shit to grade. Must start now.

Fucking A. This means I have to cram SO MUCH shit into one less day at school. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

OH, and my tattoo appointment got canceled as well, damnit, because of the ice. Sandy called me this morning to let me know the shop is closed today. Fuck again. I just hope we can get an appointment scheduled before the end of the year. It is hugely important to me that I get this tattoo done before the end of 2007.

You see, 2007 is my "Strength" year. Numerology thing. Take your birth month, day and current year - add those numbers up. That tattoo is based off the tarot card for "Strength".

Next year's, get this: the Hermit. Think less about being alone and focus on the Hermit's purpose: he lights the lamp of knowledge and leads others to it.

Don't ever say there wasn't a purpose or some guiding force in life (even if sometimes said force acts like a fucking diva).

Monday, December 10, 2007


I went to the yoga studio tonight. First time I've been back there since August. I'd gone a couple weeks ago to the community center where Wendy is now. Woo, yoga! Happy thought for day is yoga.
Oh god, why am I up so late writing a fucking test? Gah. SO TIRED. Still have to find a fucking paper.
Is it bad that I hope we have a late start tomorrow possibly because of bad weather? I could do with an extra hour of sleep, damn it.

Saturday, December 08, 2007


Made a whole bunch of cookie dough today. It's in the freezer, ready to be pulled out and baked when the need arises. I'm going to bring cookies to school for my classes on Friday.
Oh, and Golden Compass? HA HA HA HA HA! Oh, you stupid little religious nutjobs. It always cracks me up; you give such great free publicity to the things you want people to ignore by creating a ruckus and making loud protestations.
It's a fucking book, and now it's a fucking movie. If you don't like it, THEN DON'T FUCKING READ IT OR WATCH IT. Oh, but that's too easy, you want everyone else to lockstep with you. FACE IT, not everyone drinks your purple kool-aid!
And now...need to go off and find a goddamn ginger cookie recipe. I can't remember where I put the ones I had found.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Charlie - Life

DUDE. My Charlie had better win this out. I am watching "Life" and ..... Jeeeezus! Come on, Charlie. I'm sitting cross-legged glaring at the tv.



Tuesday, December 04, 2007


I'm hiding out in the telephone room/closet. Ahhh, blissful non-Mass silence. I've gotten some grading done. This is fabulous.


Trying to evade the last stupid Mass here. Do I feel like spending an hour and a half in a freaking Advent Mass? I THINK NOT.
I could spend my time better: like grading papers, which I've got a ton of!

Sunday, December 02, 2007


I have 41 hours of vacation time left for work. I need to double-check which days I took off for the rest of the year. I have TEN!!! class days left. Well, 12 if you include the two pre-final exam review days. Which I'm not, because those will be cake.
God, I still have so much shit to do.
Hey, did I mention I got my hair cut yesterday? Pretty short. I left my front and sides about the same length, but the back angles up. A bob, basically. Kathy said the salon had been doing those a lot recently. It looks pretty sassy, although I'm still getting used to it. She really cut it in at the back so that you get the full effect. She also razored it, so I have some pricklies at the nape of my neck.